929: C929 Too Much

C929 Too Much

Lin Ziyang let out a deep sigh, his heart was filled with helplessness.

Zhao Chengtian was too tyrannical, too unreasonable, too much.

Even if he wanted to die, Zhao Chengtian had to stop him.

Zhao Chengtian had to kowtow and apologize to the other party.

"You old bastard, you still have a second to think about it. If you don't kowtow and admit your wrongs a second later, I'll kill him first." Zhao Chengtian pointed at Qi Gaoyuan and said with a cruel smile.

Qi Gao looked at Lin Ziyang and shouted, "Sir, you must not kowtow and apologize to this cruel beast."

Just as Qi Gaoyuan finished speaking, Zhao Chengtian's fist landed on his face, knocking out a few more teeth in his mouth.

"Little bastard, if you scold me again, I'll break your legs as well." Finishing his words, Zhao Chengtian spat on Qi Gaoyuan's face.

"A warrior can be killed but not humiliated." Qi Gaoyuan threw his two broken arms and rushed at Zhao Chengtian, wanting to fight him to the death.

"F * ck my god, you're just an ant, and you're still talking about how a warrior can be killed but not humiliated." With a kick, Zhao Chengtian knocked Qi Gaoyuan to the ground.

"Young man, don't be rash!" Lin Ziyang anxiously stretched out his arm towards Qi Gao and shouted with a trembling voice.

However, his warning failed to stop Qi Gaoyuan from being sent flying by Zhao Chengtian's kick.

Boom! *

Qi Gaoyuan's body was sent flying backwards. He spat out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the clothes on his chest red.

It looked too miserable.

This scene made Lin Ziyang's face tear up.

Originally, Qi Gaoyuan could have stayed out of this matter.

However, Qi Gaoyuan did not stay out of it.

He stood up and tried to help her.

If he hadn't stood out and helped him, he definitely wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state.

Lin Ziyang felt a heart-wrenching pain!

If he wanted to die, he wouldn't die.

If you want to live, you can't.

Zhao Chengtian slowly walked toward Qi Gaoyuan. Soon, he arrived in front of Qi Gaoyuan.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zhao Chengtian raised his foot and ruthlessly stomped on Qi Gaoyuan's chest.

Puff!

Zhao Chengtian spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

Seeing such a scene, Lin Ziyang broke down crying and shouted, "I'll kowtow to you and admit my wrongs, don't make things difficult for that young man anymore."

After he finished speaking, Lin Ziyang was ready to kneel down.

It was just that …

At this moment.1

A faint voice sounded from nearby.

"Dad, you definitely can't kowtow to anyone."

The owner of the voice was none other than Lin Fei.

Lin Fei's eyes were filled with an endless chill as a monstrous rage burned in his heart.

At this moment, he wanted to kill someone. He wanted to smash Zhao Chengtian into the eighteenth level of hell.

In the blink of an eye.

Lin Fei then walked up to his father, Lin Ziyang. Seeing his father's face filled with wounds, Lin Ziyang felt his heart twitch in pain.

In his life, his father had suffered too much, suffered too much, suffered too much, and suffered too much pressure.

Originally, after he became a cultivator, he wanted his father to live a happy life.

But my father insisted on working hard and refused to be happy.

But now, his father had been beaten into this state.

Lin Fei's heart was not in pain. This was impossible.

"Beat up the old fogey, the little fogey is here." Zhao Chengtian looked at Lin Fei and his voice was filled with disdain and amusement.

Lin Fei ignored Zhao Chengtian. He looked at his father, Lin Ziyang, and asked in a deep voice, "Dad, why would someone hit you?"

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